Silence filled the car. Actually, no matter how brave Xinwan was, she was still a woman at the end of the day. She couldn't be as thick-skinned as the man beside her when it came to matters like this.
At this point, she didn't know how to continue.
Xinwan's mind was in a mess. Before she could think of what to ask next, the mellow voice drifted into her ears again. "Wanwan, do you still remember what you said to me that night?"
Xinwan opened her mouth mechanically. "What did I say?"
"Ha."
The man sneered as expected. His slender fingers flicked the ash off his cigarette nonchalantly. He turned his face sideways and looked at the soft side of the woman beside him. His eyes twinkled. "You really forgot."
His words were simple, but there was a deeper meaning behind them.
Xinwan could feel a tinge of regret. Actually, the ambiguous feelings between the two of them were already off the charts. She could feel that Wen Han-woo treated her differently, and she could also feel the change in her feelings towards this man.
However, there were some things that she didn't know how to say.
No, she didn't seem to have thought clearly about what she should say.
In the end, Wen Han-woo got out of the car. As Xinwan was injured, he let her stay in the car. However, before he got out of the car, he pressed her shoulder and said evenly, "Wanwan, there are some things that you have to take responsibility for, understand? From now on, think carefully about what you said to me that night. I'll give you three days. That should be enough time for you to slowly recall, right? "
Xinwan really wanted to say that she really couldn't remember what she said that night, but she clearly remembered what he said to her that night.
Xinwan's face was flushed red all the way until she went to fetch her son from kindergarten.
Tong Yanyu climbed into the car. When he saw Xinwan sitting in the front passenger seat, he was so frightened that his face changed. He was about to cry. "Mom, what's wrong?"
Xinwan hurriedly comforted her son, "Mommy is fine. I just accidentally fell and went to the hospital yesterday. The doctor took it very seriously, so he asked Mommy to wear this thing. She'll be fine in a few days."
Tong Yanyu blinked, his little face full of heartache. "Will it hurt a lot?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"Mom, let me blow on it for you." Tong Yanyu was a little boy. He was quite active since he was young. When he was in America, because he was Chinese, he would more or less be bullied by children of the same age. Especially when Tong Yanyu was a child without a "father".
At that time, he would often fight with some wild children. Although he was young, his hands were very strong. Because of this, Tong Yanyu had been disfigured a few times. When Xinwan first found out about this, her heart ached and she felt helpless. At night, whenever Tong Yanyu came into contact with water, his little body would constantly tremble in pain. Xinwan was very upset and said to her son, "Xiao Yu, Mommy will blow on it for you. It won't hurt anymore after I blow on it."
This had become a small heartwarming moment between mother and son.
Therefore, when Tong Yanyu suddenly said "blow on it," Xinwan was in a daze for a moment. Actually, her days in America were really tough.
"What does' blow on it 'mean?"
Wen Han-woo, who was driving, frowned when he heard his son's words. "Blow on it?"
Tong Yanyu nodded his little head. "Yes, Uncle. Mommy used to blow on it for me often."
Xinwan wanted her son to stop talking, but it was obviously too late. Wen Han-woo looked at his son, who was sitting in the back seat, through the rearview mirror and asked, "She used to blow on it for you often? Did you often fall? "
"Those kids in America often wanted to fight with me! Of course, I couldn't lose to them, but it was inevitable that I would get hurt. " Tong Yanyu propped up his little chin with his hands. His little face, which was exactly the same as Wen Hanyu's, even had a hint of sadness. "There's nothing I can do about it. They all eat beef, but I eat rice. They're much stronger than me, so I'll be at a disadvantage."
Wen Han-woo's expression was already very ugly. He lowered his voice and asked, "Why do you often fight with other kids?"
"Because they like to bully kids who don't have fathers."
Xinwan had a headache. She didn't want to talk about such a heavy topic, but it was obvious that she couldn't stop it now. She was a little embarrassed. Actually, she was afraid that Wen Han-woo would take his anger out on her again. After all, she was always the one in the wrong when it came to the question of whether or not Xiao Yu had a "father."
On the way back, Wen Hanyu didn't say another word. The man's arrogant face, if he didn't have any expression, he would appear even colder and more distant. Xin Wan thought back to the beginning, he was always like this towards her. If it wasn't impatience, then it was disdain. And now, he was still the same. No matter how exquisite his facial features were, it would still give people a lot of pressure.
But at the same time, she also thought that during this period of time, Wen Han-woo seemed to have changed a lot when he was facing her.
When they returned to the apartment, it was already 40 minutes later. Because they bought some things from the supermarket, Wen Han-woo personally carried them upstairs. Xinwan couldn't take them, so Xiao Yu held Xinwan's other hand. The three of them entered the elevator together. When they reached the apartment floor, Wen Han-woo was the first to exit the elevator. Xinwan brought her son out and saw Wen Yuehua at the door.
Wen Yuehua probably didn't expect that Xinwan would also come. A trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face, but she quickly covered it up.
"Auntie?"
Wen Han-woo stepped forward and looked at Wen Yuehua. "Have you been waiting for me here?"
"No, I just came up." Wen Yuehua glanced at Xinwan and then looked at Tong Yanyu. Then she smiled. "Xinwan, Xiao Yu."
"Auntie!"
Tong Yanyu liked Wen Yuehua a lot. When he saw her, he called out in his childish voice.
"You guys go in first." Wen Han-woo opened the door and placed the things at the entrance. Everyone knew that Wen Yuehua was here to look for Wen Han-woo.
Xinwan nodded and pulled Xiao Yu into the apartment.
"Auntie, it's not good to stand at the door. Let's find a place to sit?" Wen Han-woo lit a cigarette. Just as he put it in his mouth, Wen Yuehua snatched it away.
"I told you to smoke less, but you didn't listen. Now you're smoking in front of me. Don't you know that I don't like it when you smoke?"
Wen Han-woo chuckled. "Looks like it's not a big deal. At least you still have the energy to teach me a lesson."
Wen Yuehua snorted. Wen Han-woo reached out and patted her shoulder. "Let's go. There's a cafe downstairs. I can have a cup of coffee to refresh myself."
"You didn't rest well yesterday?"
"Yeah, I didn't rest much."
Wen Han-woo only returned after more than an hour.
Tong Yanyu was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV. Xinwan was nowhere to be seen in the living room.
Wen Han-woo stepped forward and pinched the cigarette between his fingers into the ashtray on the coffee table in the living room. "Xiao Yu, where's your mom?"
Tong Yanyu was focused on watching the TV and did not even look up. "I think she's in the room. Maybe she's in the bathroom."
Wen Han-woo took off his jacket. His sharp brows were tightly knitted. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt as he walked towards the master bedroom. When he reached the door, his footsteps paused. The man's facial features instantly became much colder. A sentence flashed in his ears.
"Hanwoo, I'm really at a loss right now. What do you think I should do? He suddenly said something like that …"
Wen Han-woo instinctively took a deep breath. He held the doorknob and restrained his anger. He pushed the door open and was about to enter when he heard Xinwan's voice on the phone.
"Really? But it's not convenient for me to attend in my current condition. He's back? That has nothing to do with me. Otherwise, I won't go. Anyway, I haven't attended in the past few years. Do they know that I'm back? "
"I'm injured now, so I can't go to work at my dad's place. Alright then. I haven't seen them in a long time anyway. What time?"
Wen Han-woo frowned. He could roughly guess what she was trying to say.
Who was she contacting? What kind of party was she going to attend?
Before Xinwan hung up, she vaguely sensed that someone had entered behind her.
This was Wen Han-woo's apartment. Based on the sound of the footsteps, she knew that it was definitely not her son, Tong Yanyu. Then, the only possibility left was the owner of the apartment.
The person on the other end of the phone gave her a time. Xinwan replied with an "Okay" and hung up. When she put away her phone, she heard Wen Han-woo's slightly deep voice. "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll get Auntie to buy it. "
Xinwan looked at her bound wrists and said, "I'm going out tonight."
As she spoke, she turned around and saw Wen Han-woo changing his clothes. The man's slender fingers were unbuttoning his shirt's collar. Just like that, he took off his shirt as if there was no one else around, revealing his muscular upper body.
Xinwan exclaimed and quickly turned around. However, because her movements were too big, she accidentally touched her injured wrist. She hissed and flew into a rage out of humiliation. "Wen Han-woo! I'm still here. Can't you change somewhere else before you take off your clothes? "
"Which part haven't you seen before? Or have you never touched it before? "
The man's languid voice came from behind her. There was even a hint of sarcasm in it. "You know how to be shy at a time like this? But Wanwan, that's not what you said before. "
"You!"
Xinwan's face flushed red. She increasingly felt that talking to this man about this kind of topic was "asking for humiliation"!
She bit her lips and made sure that Wen Han-woo was done changing before she turned around. She couldn't be bothered to talk to him and was about to leave the bedroom. Wen Han-woo suddenly walked forward and grabbed her uninjured hand. "Where are you going?"
"I said I have something to do."
"What is it?"
"I'm Wen Han-woo. I don't have to report this to you, do I?"
Wen Han-woo looked at her for two seconds and slowly let go of her hand. He suddenly curled his lips, but the angle of his smile was a little cold. "You don't have to report anything to me. Then remember to explain to your son why you're going out tonight with this injury."
Xinwan wasn't stupid. She could tell that Wen Han-woo was being sarcastic.
However, she was really confused. Why was he being sarcastic towards her?
She was just going out to attend a class reunion because it was rare for the classmates she had met here before going abroad to gather. It also happened to be the birthday of the person who used to sit next to her for a period of time when she was studying here.
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